My world shattered when I became a widow. I am now attempting to reassemble the broken shards into something damaged, fractured, and scarred, yet beautiful.
Originally posted on Mommy Is A Widow:
No one knows how to beg like a person who’s lost their love. It was February last year when my husband died. Our daughter hadn’t even learned to walk yet. It’s been nearly 21 months now and our daughter is a firecracker! We have moved and life has…
Ever since my recent major meltdown, I had been doing fairly well. As you likely know, this is a relative term, and applies to my “new normal”. (I believe I’ve mentioned this before, but I really dislike that expression. I was quite content with my “old normal” and never asked for an updated version.) But […]
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Every loss is felt distinctly. Each person we lose in our lives affects us differently. Every grief is experienced in a unique way. To compare and judge one person’s pain against another’s is unfair. That being said, losing my husband has been by far the most difficult loss I’ve ever experienced. Am still experiencing on […]
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Yesterday I broke. Although I have been broken for quite some time, yesterday was a complete breakdown. The whys and hows don’t really matter, just suffice to say that a fairly minor (in the grand scheme of things) event occurred. Another headache I don’t need, another expense I can’t afford which caused a major meltdown […]
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Many Faces of Cheri G 